And it’s all over. Here’s the finished advent calendar. Behind every door lies a game of 2009, and thoughts about it. Enjoy! Everything’s back to normal on the 4th January.

By The Monster That Killed Kieron on December 24th, 2009.
And it’s all over. Here’s the finished advent calendar. Behind every door lies a game of 2009, and thoughts about it. Enjoy! Everything’s back to normal on the 4th January.

By RPS on December 24th, 2009.

And so our journey comes to an end. It’s the eve of the day on which we celebrate the infinity of Horace the Endless Bear, and so we must also celebrate the final game of our seasonally festive advent-o-calendar. What could it possibly be? Could it have anything to do with beards? Let us allow the arm of the one true leader of the Autobots to guide us one final time. Take it away, Optimus…
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By RPS on December 23rd, 2009.

Are videogames the Devil’s work? Sure, probably. But that Devil guy, he’s okay by us. In fact, all his cousins are getting their party on behind the most recent door of our seasonally festive advent-o-calendar. Assuming you’re standing at a crossroads, ready to make the deal, it’s time to follow the hand of the one true leader of the Autobots, and get down in the nine circles…
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By RPS on December 22nd, 2009.
There seems little doubt that gardening is the new videogames. Even videogames have accepted this truth, as evidenced by the entry in the latest window of our seasonally festive advent-o-calendar. That said, no one is going to make the disembodied hand of the one true leader of the Autobots do any pruning, at least not at this time of year…
By RPS on December 21st, 2009.

In the bleak future of galactic apocalypse there will only be one truth remaining: that of our seasonally festive advent-o-calendar. Anyone who wants to know what the games of the year really are will be forced to travel across the bleak reaches of space, and land on a desert-planet, where the disembodied hand of the one true leader of the Autobots will unerringly point the way to…
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By RPS on December 20th, 2009.

You’re probably wanting to open the latest door of our seasonally festive advent-o-calendar. But it’s a long way below. You’ve got a lengthy journey to go on, so follow the sure direction of the one true leader of the Autobots to begin a mystical clickery of timeless effect…
By RPS on December 18th, 2009.

Things are better when in space. Games are better when played co-op. But what do these cast-iron truths mean for seasonally festive advent-o-calendar? An intriguing question. Almost as intriguing as the game of the year that is indicated by the hand of the one true leader of the Autobots. Let us travel through the 18th window to discover…
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By RPS on December 14th, 2009.
As we reach the pivotal 7/12ths point of the seasonally festive advent-o-calendar, our fingers perhaps beginning to develop the first sign of blisters from prising open cardboard doors to reveal gaming goodies behind, our stamina remains strong. But equally our minds turn to crime. Crimes involving poo and machine guns. But to whatever could that refer? Only obeying the firm instruction of the one true leader of the Autobots can unravel such a mystery.
By RPS on December 13th, 2009.

In our dreams we can fly. In real life, however, we are like sea-slugs, grubbing about in the murky silt at the bottom of the atmosphere. We can do nothing but fall. So take our hand as we plummet through our seasonally festive advent-o-calendar, and think only of the indicative index finger of the one true leader of the Autobots as we discover…
By Kieron Gillen on December 12th, 2009.

It’s not exactly seasonal our twelfth game of Christmas. More the sort of thing which Herod got up to after Jesus had entered this world. But on a football field. With orcs. Whatever could it be? Follow the digit of the one true leaders of the Autobots to find out…
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By RPS on December 10th, 2009.

If there’s one game this year that the leader of the Autobots didn’t expect to enjoy, then it was the next one you’ll find behind today’s door in the seasonally festive advent-o-calendar. He just loved it, and thanks to Hivemind’s cheery commentary, you can learn to love it too.